[ Noctis backs up, trying to escape Gladio's swipe for him. The back of his knees hit the bed and he falls backward on to the mattress. He grabs one of the pillows left on the bed and hopes to use it as a shield. Or a weapon. Or anything to defend himself from Gladio. He had always thought that the amount of pillows in his room was a little excessive (who really needed four pillows?) but he was grateful for them now. He'll thank Iggy when he sees him next time.
The prince is familiar with that growl. It's the kind of growl that makes Noctis rise to a challenge and pushes him further. He swipes at his retainer with the pillow and hopes to get a good strike in. ]
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The prince is familiar with that growl. It's the kind of growl that makes Noctis rise to a challenge and pushes him further. He swipes at his retainer with the pillow and hopes to get a good strike in. ]